Lyrics:
but a biznite
'Cause all I want to do is hit it raw I don't even want to talk
If your baby come born with braids I ain't the pa
Nope I ain't
match his fame
I will apologize to my heart
I've grueling it with a pulse
Come on lets be judges
That shit ain't getting fair
I still got time to fix
Stop the whole shit just to big up my newness
(Now by all means) I do a show in New Orleans
And get wit Bout It Bout It Mystikal (Starang we been
jocks holler
[Chorus: will.i.am]
Ah naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Hell naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Cause y'all ain't ready, you steady try
from us constructing the life that we living
Whether it's worth it or not, gotta keep givin in
Ain't no tellin where this shit gon end up shiftin in
the dick, she passed out like Wendy Williams
Money to the ceiling
Pussy, I'ma kill it
Broke the money counter tryna count up all these millions
Say you
MB it's Princeton baby
Take up lot of moe
Lil' Twist yeah we in the house baby
Pretty girls, where are my pretty girls
There she is, WM
Stop the whole shit just to big up my newness
(Now by all means) I do a show in New Orleans
And get wit Bout It Bout It Mystikal (Starang we been
I want you to know
That I want it bad
I want it all
And when I want you to know
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’re pretty good looking
For a while
machine gun etiquette
You weaponize your love to get some new blood
Might cut me once but I ain't dead yet
You're so pretty (alone in the dark)
You're so
got them thangz got them thangz, got them thangz
I got a pretty thing, well maybe a little team, starters and a bench
The homies call it little league,
kitty
This ain't no pretty penny
You gon have to buy me the whole damn city
L-let let me see it (See what?)
Know you wanna kick it kick it with the pretty
of the year's here and that's hearin' me rap (you want it)
Hearin' me rap that straight up, 2020's a dub, nigga
Atlanta the only spot that ain't shut down they
was in the suburbs, upper-middle wealth around
So real shit you ain't never had to struggle for much
I wouldn't say it like that, we just had
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
up, check it
I said I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990 ah
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, like MPC Akai
Who I name William
Verse 1: William Singe
I aint got time to wait
cause i need that and i want it
in the mornin in the evening
aint much more to say
so you aint gotta
The fist of America's heart
With a dream of choking it out
Now William had enemies and wouldn't you know one day
He got shot in a parlor room and died
This shit was really 20 years up in the making
God made me stronger
By testing my patience
Cuz I really thought that I should've been signed
When I
on wheels, you can tell that I'm so real
Cause I come through with the beard
You think it's weird
But it's all clear by the whole show
The AMC, check it out,
you
Poor teddy
Someone drew a mustache on the portrait of McCain
It ain't much of a mystery who would do such a thing
The word loser with two
night
Pick a card before you go
It's a long trip to Mexico
Eliza waited by the door
I can't stay here anymore, no, no
Then she took a pill
She
night
Pick a card before you go
It's a long trip to Mexico
Eliza waited by the door
I can't stay here anymore, no, no
Then she took a pill
She
If the consumer culture wave is sweeping you away
And it's washing nature's tastiest glory out to sea
Well that ain't right, that ain't right, that
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